Tom, Tom the Piper's Son (From Film: Presenting Lily Mars) - Judy Garland

It was going pop

And it couldn’t stop

Now it’s number one,

Thanks to Tom the piper’s Son.

Tom, Tom, the piper’s Son

Stole a tune and away he run

And away run he With that melody

Tom was hot, the tune was sweet

But he revamped it with a new off-beat

And the classic thing,

Got a shot of swing

Mr. Brahms cried och!

So did Mozart and Bach

And to hear them rave

Paginini tumbled over in his grave

And now that tune, that no one played

Has stepped right up and hit the hit parade

It was growing pop

And it couldn’t, STOP!

Now it’s number one thanks to Tom the piper’s son.

Chorus with swing ;)

Tom was hot, the tune was sweet

But he vamped it with a boogie beat

And the classic thing,

Got a shot of swing

Beethoven turned gray

So did Debussy and Bose

It was such a stew

Tchaikovsky said «I'm gonna sue!»

And now that tune, that no one played

Has stepped right up and hit the hit parade

It was growing pop and it couldn’t, stop…

Now it’s number one thanks to Tom the piper’s son.

Ev’ry Little Movement

Ev’ry little movement,

Has a meaning of it’s own

Ev’ry thought and feeling,

By some posture can be shown.

And ev’ry love thought

That comes a stealing

All your being Must be revealing

All it’s sweetness In some appealing little gesture

All of it’s own.